Although we had visited before, we had never stayed overnight. Their rented house was formerly a sandstone cottage which had been renovated the stonework had been rendered and painted and with the new additions was on two-plus levels.
We had dinner and watched sport On the TV in the evening also a movie titled 'The Texas Chain Saw Murders', and then near midnight we retired to bed.
The following morning around 8:30, Rosemary used the bathroom and showered and around 9 am called me to say the bathroom was available. I then donned a pair of trackpants and was heading for the bathroom with a towel in one hand and a toiletries bag in the other hand then it happened.
Not noticing that the floor outside of the bedroom we had slept in was six inches (15cm) lower than the bedroom floor; I stepped out and stumbled forward and out of control, within one second of stumbling forward my body and mainly my Skull struck the said wall mentioned earlier.
Andrew's daughter (toddler) Charlotte witnessed the accident and went off for help, the other family members arrived and stemmed the flow of blood from my head with a damp towel (About two and a half headfulls) also called for the ambulance, somehow I had remained conscious but had the shakes and on the way to the hospital with Rosemary my nearest and dearest; I was asked to keep talking to stay awake.
On arrival at the Hawkesbury Hospital (Real nice place) I was cleaned up and had a jab and answered a miriad of questions, then I had my chest X Ray and a CAT Scan then shortly after wound up on the Op/ table. I now am the proud owner of a damaged right eye socket and fifteen or more stitches in my head and black and blue bruises mainly on the Starboard side (Rightside), the Port side light (left eye) is working but the right is on the blink and leaking a lot, my right shoulder aches a fair bit and I have a few scratches. My two day stay under observation at the hospital were sleepless periods, the staff were great but those trolley beds are not comfortable to say the least. The Maltese R/C bloke in the opposite bed explained that if I had been a paid up Christian my accident would never had happened; which left me wondering why he was having a knee replacement at 58 years of age. so without any help from the almighty I discharged myself after a bit of bickering at 11:am on Mon : Jan : 11.
Rosemary and I were driven home late on Monday by Samantha; in our car and Samantha was taken home by Andrew who had followed.
I am only two mins walk to our Doc, and at the present moment the pain is less after taking one of those painkillers so all is as well as it can be. Our doctor was rather cynical about my explanation of the accident. Our local Doctor (GP) has monopoly in our community but a necessity mainly because of his closeness to our home.
Chris my son suggested I shove a bolt through my neck to complete the picture( "You Rang").
Will keep you posted on my recovery? 'Have a pleasant forthcoming weekend, Vest.